Things which have evilly plotted against my sleep in the last three nights
In order:
1. Return of the Acid Reflux.
2. A frog. (I think. Actually it might have been two frogs mating. I'm on the second fucking floor and they were on the ground and it STILL sounded like they had a fucking Marshall stack plugged into their throats. Little bastards were LOUD.)
3. Some asswipe tinkering with his car at SIX FUCKING AM.
So, who's left? Come on, we haven't even had the psycho neighbors having a domestic or the hyperactive cricket or the cats mating/fighting or the obnoxious fucking neighbors from hell having a party at 4am. You're getting slack, evil force which seems bent upon ruining my sleep. What's the matter, losing your touch? Come on, let's see what you've got left.
BRING IT.
Q